Chapter 587 No More Talking

Gu Kai frowned and held the phone in front of his eyes. When he saw the call ended displayed on it, he cursed angrily.

"Gu Kai, was the call just now really from Fu Jingyi?"

The expression on Bai Xiaoxiao's face was very rich, and her eyes were wide open. Seeing that Gu Kai's handsome face turned blue with anger, she couldn't help but feel worried.

Gu Kai took a long breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, and then looked at Bai Xiaoxiao, his calm voice still had a trace of subtle suppression: "Yeah!"

"What did he say? Does he have any idea?"

Bai Xiaoxiao hesitated to ask the next sentence. After she said it, she actually regretted it.

A pervert like Fu Jingyi would never tell Gu Kai even if he had the means. He called to provoke, ridicule, and deliberately make Gu Kai crazy.

The darkness in Gu Kai's eyes became darker. Thinking of the so-called 'method' that Fu Jingyi said on the phone just now, another anger suddenly surged in his heart. His thin lips pursed into a cold straight line. He didn't believe it. There is no other way.

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In the early morning, when Wen Ran woke up, her head was still dizzy.

When she opened her eyes, what came into view was Mo Xiuchen's handsome and sculptured facial features. The man's deep and gentle eyes were staring at her intently.

She raised her hand to rub her forehead, and all the memory fragments from last night came to her mind. Her delicate and fair face turned from white to red in an instant, then from red to green, and then from green to white. There was shock in her watery eyes. Doubts, but panic, worry, fear in my heart...

All the emotions swept over her in an instant.

"Ran Ran!"

Mo Xiuchen saw that her face was sometimes red, sometimes white, sometimes angry, sometimes frightened, and still panicking and blaming herself. His heart suddenly throbbed. He held his hand tightly and called out softly.

"Last night, we..."

Wen Ran's voice was trembling.

More, it’s about self-blame and fear.

Last night, he took her to a nightclub, and she was very happy.

Midway, Mo Xiuchen's cell phone rang. He got up to answer the phone and went to the bathroom. Just leave her alone, which originally didn't matter.

But as soon as he left, a young woman came to strike up a conversation. Wen Ran had no intention of answering her, and the woman left boredly after a moment. Could it be that the woman who struck up a conversation had administered the medicine?

Because she was sick, she did not drink alcohol, but drank water.

However, after she drank the glass of water, her head started to hurt within two minutes. At this time, Mo Xiuchen came back from the bathroom and saw that something was wrong with her, so he took her out of the nightclub.

After leaving the nightclub, she felt hot all over and felt dizzy...

Mo Xiuchen took her back to the hotel, and things got out of hand. The two of them, who had not had sex for a long time, went crazy all night long.

The corners of Mo Xiuchen's mouth curved up in a gentle arc, with a faint smile in his dark eyes, and he asked with concern: "Of course, are you still dizzy now?"

"How could someone have drugged me into my cup?"

Wen Ran was very upset. If it was normal, forget it. Anyway, the person who was with her last night was Mo Xiuchen, the man she loved deeply. But now, she can't be with him. Why can't she control herself?

Thinking of this, she slapped herself on the head. Mo Xiuchen's eyes tightened, and he quickly grabbed her hand and said distressedly: "Of course, don't hit yourself like this."

Seeing how nervous he was, Wen Ran's nose suddenly felt sore, and she felt indescribably sad. She stared at him closely and asked nervously: "Xiu Chen, how many times did we do this last night?"

Mo Xiuchen was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, holding her in his arms with his hands, and said in a soft voice: "I don't remember, maybe three or four times, until all the medicine is removed from your body, and you can't I was so tired that I fell asleep.”

His voice was gentle, magnetic, and lingering. One could tell that he was very happy with Wen Ran's enthusiasm last night. He hadn't wanted her for a long time. Last night, not only was Ran Ran's enthusiasm drugged, but he himself was also crazy.

Looking at Wen Ran's little face that turned red instantly, he felt excited again, and his eyes suddenly turned hot: "Of course, you don't have to worry, it's just for one night, it won't matter."

He knew very well where her panic and self-blame came from. She was afraid that the poison in her body would be transmitted to him when they were together last night.

"Why don't you throw me in cold water overnight."

Wen Ran looked at him and asked dully, her eye circles already a little red.

It's not like he said it would be fine. She is very scared now, okay?

Mo Xiuchen retracted his hand and held her tighter in his warm embrace. His low and distressed voice fell in her ear: "Of course, I can't bear to let you soak in cold water. I'm sorry. It's all my fault." , I shouldn’t have taken you to a place like a nightclub, that kind of place is really not suitable for you to go.”

After saying that, he lowered his head again and placed an apologetic kiss on her forehead.

Wen Ran's heart ached, and she hugged his waist tightly with both hands, burying her face into his chest, her voice choked with sobs: "Xiu Chen, I'm just afraid. If I really hurt you, then I would rather... "

"Don't say anything about leaving me again."

Mo Xiuchen interrupted her eagerly, Wen Ran's mouth opened slightly, and the next words were stuck in her throat.

The timely ringing of the cell phone brought the topic to an end. Mo Xiuchen took out his cell phone, took a look at it, and said softly: "It's dad calling. He should be urging us to go to the hospital. However, if you are still sleepy, we will go to the hospital in a while." , you can sleep during the infusion, okay?"

"Um."

Wen Ran nodded, lips pressed together tightly.

Mo Xiuchen stood up to get her clothes. When he turned around, a strange emotion flashed across his deep eyes.

**

"Dad, I want some sleeping pills."

In the afternoon, after Wen Ran fell asleep, Mo Xiuchen left the ward, stood in the corridor, and called Gu Yan.

"Sleeping pills, Xiuchen, what do you want this for?"

At this moment, Gu Yan was in the laboratory with Brown, Joseph and others. He was holding a scalpel in his hand. Hearing Mo Xiuchen's words, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

Mo Xiuchen looked at the door in front of him with his deep eyes, and seemed to see the woman sleeping soundly on the hospital bed through the door. She was his beloved woman, and for her, he was willing to give everything, even his own life.

Bo Yi pursed his lips lightly, "Dad, I've been suffering from insomnia and can't rest well..."

He came up with a good reason and didn't want Ranran to worry about him. What's more, I don't want to be unable to take good care of Ranran because of my poor mental state.

Gu Yan didn't ask any more questions, let alone think about it. Brown just called him, so he agreed. He said to the phone: "Okay, I will send you to the ward in a while."

"Dad, don't tell Ranran, I don't want her to know."

"good!"